Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same

– Emily Brontë

„For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.“

– Jane Eyre

„I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against hapiness, against all discouragement that could be.“

– Charles Dickens

„Nicht die Augen sind es, die dich sehen lassen, sondern dein Herz.“

– Rose Bloom

„To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you womething else is the greatest accomplishment“

– Ralph Waldo Emerson
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